Daisy
One little daisy
In a medley of flowers
Awaiting notice
A little boy picks it up,
Caresses it against his face,
He smiles, and the daisy glows, Fluorescent, as if it is smiling too
*First published in Opossum Holler Tarot
Re-printed in Whispers of Poetry
Butterfly
It starts out as caterpillar
Crawling on the ground
It makes a new place, A new home is found
It starts out day by day And sooner or later
A butterfly flies away.
*Previously published in Bell's Letters